|Emmanuel Shall Come|
|Written by Sherry|
|Sunday, 30 November 2008 13:10|
On this first Sunday of Advent, we have gotten our first real snow of the year. A solid 5 inches so far in the backyard. And blowing. A little blizzard wanna-be. Apparently, we are covered by a little winter cell all by our lonesome since Denver just got a dusting.
Locals are dusting off their snowshoes and sleds and cross-country skies and trying them out in the parks. Ski season is getting off to a slow start here and ski- fever is beginning to build.
Not exactly the sort of weather one associates with key lime pie but I had 11 good size fresh limes staring at me this morning after Mass. ( I over-estimated how many limes it takes to produce 3 tablespoons of grated peel for the scrumptious citrus-chipotle turkey I made for Thanksgiving and under-estimated the labor involved. After nearly two hours of grating, my arm was about to come off. The results were fabulous but there has to be an easier way!)
Anyway, two key lime pies are now cooling in the kitchen. Your classic Colorado apres-ski carb load. I live a low sugar, low-carb life so I haven't made a pie in 5 years. But this week, I broke down under the pressure of Thanksgiving and a sort of post-two-months-of-continuous-travel holiday euphoria. Now I just have to find enough people to eat it all. If I could e-mail y'all a piece, I would!
The unaccustomed leisure also seems to have given me new eyes. I had several illuminating experiences during my last trip and it seemed that I sat through Mass this morning with wholly new eyes and was flooded with ideas and connections. Need to write them all down before I forget.
When I've got a better handle on it all, I'll share some here as well.
As we sang this morning:
O come, Thou Key of David, come,
And open wide our heavenly home;
Make safe the way that leads on high,
And close the path to misery.
Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel.